I said it was like being fucked from theinside out. She said she'd never heard it like that.She securely bound my cock and balls with a fine cord firm...y securing mybulging balls then the length of my cock tightly. I was almost ready toshoot my load when she arose.Mistress then retrieved a coin. Heads I cane your cock and balls ortails I cane the soles of your feet. She then tossed the coin. Asking mewhat the result was I leaned to the left. Thank goodness it was heads...I don't know if I could. Not seeing them I looked to the left again. The two and the downed guards were probably fifteen feet to my left with the gunmen just a few feet from them now.The one holding the woman was a few feet behind them and the camera man almost in front of me. I was willing to bet he was wearing an exploding vest as bulky as his clothes looked.Decisions, life and death decisions, I put one round into the head of the man holding the knife at the woman's throat aiming to sever his motor functions. I. At a sight of such sexual potency I forget to look at the picture. Her large tanned breast is resting in a bra of finely worked lace and silk. It overflows the cup, which scarcely hides her nipple.She moves on the next picture. She knows I'm not looking at her pictures, but then the pictures aren't the real reason she came in my office.She brushes my arm with her hand. The light graze of her fingers brings my cock to such a state of hardness it aches. I'm sweating under the power of her. It may have something to do with me swimming in a river when I was a kid and having something very large run into me with no idea what it was. The thought of having what was essentially a lure dangling out between my legs also didn't help.I didn't get completely out, although. Instead, I went towards the bank and sat down on the sandy bottom with the water covering me up to my belly button. I just sat there enjoying the feeling of being naked, half submerged, and cooling off as well as the view.